1. Lully, lullay, thou little tiny child,
bye, bye, lully, lullay.
2. Oh, sisters, too, how may we do,
for to preserve this day
this poor youngling, for whom we sing?
Bye, bye, lully, lullay.
3. Herod, the King, in his raging,
charged he hath this day
his men of might in his own sight
all children young to slay.
4. Then woe is me, poor child, for thee,
and ever morn` and day,
for thy saving we pray and sing,
bye, bye, lully, lullay.
5. Lully, lullay, thou little tiny child,
bye, bye, lully, lullay.